Avenue

If you’re looking for snaggy, shapeless, tacky late-90’s old lady clothes, this is the store for you. Want something absolutely COVERED in plastic ‘rhinestones’? Drive there today — now! — because you’re in for a treat!
But prepare yourself. You won’t actually be able to look at anything because you’ll be too busy answering the same exact questions from every single employee on the floor. Hi! Did you see the sale? (Yes, there’s a huge sign on every rack.) Do you have any coupons? (If I do I’ll let you know at the register.) Do you have the Avenue card? (No, and I don’t want one.) Ok, well, I’m _​_​_​, let me know if you need anything. (Absolutely, thank you.)
Hi! Did you see the sale?
(Aaaaand repeat.)
(Times three.)
Oh, and if you do dare touch anything? «Isn’t that cute? It’s so cute! I can’t believe how cute it is! It’d look so cute on you!»
Every. Single. Time.
Never going back. I can buy tacky stuff at Ross if needed, and there are plenty of stores that don’t harass the hell out of you the entire time you’re there. Avenue may have had a thing or two I would’ve been interested in, but their aggressive behavior simply made me want to leave and spend my money elsewhere.

Would give 0 if I could. Bought shoes and returned less than 24 hours later, clerk said they looked worn, I explained they had not been and they were the display shoes but did not fit. Avenue refused to return money.
I offered to show t that they did not strap, clerk refused and now I have shoes that don’t fit and out my money.
BEWARE! DONT SHOP THERE